Star Trek TNG: The Magic of Our Past

[Isolde]

Sarina

I put down my glass. "Very well said," I said to him as I rose from my chair,"You always were good at turning my words back to me. I think that is why the council picked you to be on it-to be that voice that shows me both sides of an issue."

"I believe you are right though. I am very tired. We can discuss what we want to do tomorrow and then we can visit their strange ship. I must tell you that I am very concerned with what we shall find there. I am afraid that the taint from this technology may be harder to erase from our world than we thought at first."

 

[captainb]

Ransitar

Ransitar sat at a balcony table in the Bayou Wolf tavern, sipping an ice cold lager. He listened to the troubador sing on stage while he watched the ebb and flow of the crowd around the bar below him. He had wanted to be alone, and this was perfect. He had adjusted his looks just slightly, but that combined with a change of clothes was enough to not draw a second glance from most people. The Green Mage would have been given a wide berth and few would have met his eyes. It was nice not to be noticed, he thought. A good way to unwind and think without pressure.

Sarina's face surfaced and he pushed it away with a sigh. Then Sorkorin's appeared, and he stepped on it and turned his thoughts elsewhere. The prisoners. They interested him. They certainly did not act as prisoners should, few showed much fear at all. They clearly did not understand the magics they had seen, yet were merely curious. One had even looked at a glow stone as if he could figure out how it worked! Did they think their technology could do that? Although their ship did have lights, and power, yet was not magical. Technology. It shaped their views, their actions. They were military in organization, yet worked with civilians. All were part of the same group, this Federation of Planets. All shared technology, none knew of the Art. More would come, he had no doubt. There lay his fear. He wasn't so much concerned about being physically conquered by them, but what if they were peaceful? What if trade opened up? Tempting treats of technology for...what? What would they want from us? Magic. The secrets of the Art. That which we guard most jealously. Ransitar drained his mug, fearing for the loss of Toril's culture, customs, and history.

He looked around for a serving wench, then gave an ironic laugh. The Green Mage certainly wouldn't have been kept waiting.

 

[indyweasel]

Sorkorin

I get up from the table and move around to your seat I offer you my hand as you get up from the table. Slowly we move towards your room. The tingly between us is something I didnt expect, but I move on, not paying it any attention.

"My servants and myself are at your disposal tonight.", I state, "Please do not hesitate to let us know if you need anything. I shall wake you at 2 hours past sunrise so that we can make plans for the day. Have a good evening."

I watch as you go into your room, turn and close the door. I am tempted to knock on the door again, but I dont. I mutter to myself, "Good choice being a coward, wasnt it Sorkorin?" as I walk upstairs to my room.

 

[Kepic]

Data

"We will be arriving at Starbase 11 in 1 hour Captain" I said, humming to myself as I checked over the course I had laid in again, my musical score for tonights ship concert, the latest batch of catfood replicator recipes for Spot, and half-a-dozen other bits and pieces.

 

[New_cummer]

anyone i can join as ?

like it says can i join as anyone ?

 

[Isolde]

OOC: You are more than welcome.

Go here

http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?threadid=28047

and it will tell you who is who and what is going on. Just post who you want to be, etc. and then join the story.

 

[Isolde]

Sarina

I can feel the electricity between us as he escorts me to my room. I pause a minute thinking that maybe he will make a move to come in with me but, when that does not happen, I quietly close the door and make my way to my bed.

Sitting for a minute, I berate myself for even thinking that he might think of me as anything more than a friend. Sighing, I lay down and look at the ceiling, trying to will the sleep that was so prevalent a little while ago to come and claim me.

 

[Mackdaddy_74]

Will Riker

Moving behind Deanna, I look at the papers from over her shoulder. instinctivley, I begin to massage her shoulders and neck as I read the files she has.

 

[Mackdaddy_74]

Tom Paris

Feeling B'Elanna's lips kiss my growing hardness, I roll onto my back, and pull her on top of me into a 69 position.

I begin licking her slit, slowly at first then accelerating the licks and intensity of them.

 

[indyweasel]

You would think that for one skilled in the art of magic, gettting my mind off of Sarina so that I could also rest would be easy. But it is not. I lay there and think of all of the things that could have been. "Damn", I mutter to myself. I need to get some sleep for tomorrow will be a long day.


Much to early the sun starts peeking its way into my room. I lay there for a moment, trying to bring back the fragment of the dream still in my mind. "It's gotten to the point that she is in my dream now too. ", I mutter as I stumle towards the wash basin, "Today, I must do something about that and find out her feelings one way or the other!"

Quickly I wash and change into my travelling robes for todays travels. I go down and surpervise the staff, making sure that they are preparing some of her favorites for breakfast. Once everything is about ready, I go and knock on her door gently, pushing it in. You are still laying there sleeping. I notice that the years have been kind to you and that you still look no older than 30.

Quitely I walk into your room, and place a hand gently on your shoulder. "Sarina", I say softly, " It is time to wake up. "

 

[Isolde]

Deanna

I was about to protest when Will begin to massage me but I reminded myself that I had promised not to pull away and the massage did feel very good. It wasnt long before my eyes closed and my head lolled a bit to the side, brushing against his arm as his hands worked. I had not realized just how much stress I had been under until he begin to knead out the kinks in my muscles.

Opening my eyes, I said in a voice hardly above a whisper and harsh to my own ears,"Ummm..I think we better get back to the reports. At this rate we wont be done by the time we get to where we are going."

 

[Isolde]

Sarina

I was in the middle of a nightmare. In the dream, Sorkorin and I were walking down a path like we had so many times in our youth. We were not walking hand in hand exactly but we were very close together and we were each smiling as we simply enjoyed each other's company.

Suddenly, the sky above us darkened and a wind whipped about us...pulling us apart. Our hands reached for each other but we could not touch. Within a moment, we were ripped from each other, Sorkorin torn from my sight and disappearing over a hill-the wind carrying him off before I could say anything.

"Nooooo," I tried to scream but the wind whipped my words back at me and I knew he could not hear,"No, I wont lose you again..." The words were on my lips as I was startled to wakefulness by his hand on my shoulder and I know I looked a sight sitting there in a devilished condition, my eyes wide with fright.

"Sorkorin?," I said as I fought to throw off sleep and the nightmare,"Where...what?"

 

[captainb]

Ransitar

A headache was a lousy way to start the day. Ransitar shuffled to his nightstand and poured a pinch of Painless Pertuk's Powder into a cup of water and downed it in a gulp. In a moment his head was clear, although now he was hungry. He tromped downstairs, already impatient to know what Sarina would find out about the Tesla. Happy woofs greeted him, and he petted Tatya and Wentya as they leaped onto his chest. The two dogs were actually one, an Aoskan Hound of the finest pedigree, its deep maroon coat shiny and long. The two shaggy heads atop the body panted two slobbery tongues in his face, their eyes flickering with happy fire. They pranced after him into the dining room.

As he ate he thought about what needed to be done today. The items collected from the prisoners (he still couldn't bring himself to call them "guests") were locked away in a safe room under the Tower. The small brooches they had worn seemed to be their own version of a Brooch of Location. Some of the prisoners had tried to use them to talk to others, but the warning was not quick enough to prevent their capture. And then there were the weapons they had carried, strange devices called...fazers? Something like that. Again, it amazed Ransitar that such power could be called up from the non-magical world. How could we defend ourselves against that, he wondered. If something that powerful could be carried by a person, what size were the weapons on the ship? He felt a sense of foreboding, and decided to check the safe room security again.

"Come on girls, let's go for a walk," he said, and the hound bounded ahead of him to the door.

 

[Neale]

Captain Picard

"Thank you, Mr. Data. I'll be having dinner in 10 Forward, and will return to the bridge just before we arrive at the Starbase. Picard out."

The Captain made his way into 10 Forward, nodding hello to Guinan. Finding an empty booth, he sat down to await Beverly Crusher.

 

[papillon24]

B'Elanna

I turned myself back around so I could kiss his lips. I couldn't help my self and slid down over him. He felt so wonderful deep inside me. With each thrust the passion rose.

"Tom I love you" wisrpering in his ear

Sitting up I ground myself hard forcing him deeper inside me.

 

[indyweasel]

Sorkorin

I notice that you are tossing and turning as I walk into your room. Maybe you are having a dream and I should leave you alone. But I hear you saying "No, no" so I place my hand gently on your shoulder and gently try to wake you up.

"Sarina, wake up.", I say, " You are here in my keep. You are safe. Wake up!" You come out of the nightmare and see me and look like you have seen a ghost. "What is it dear? Was it a nightmare, or something else?"

 

[Isolde]

Beverly Crusher

The doctor made her way down to Ten Forward and was a little surprised to see the captain waiting for her. Threading her way through the other crewmen and women who were talking, joking, laughing and generally enjoying themselves, she made her way to the booth and slid in.

"It's nice to see you relaxing for once, Jean Luc," She said as she settled in,"You have been working too many hours and not taking enough shore leave lately. I am beginning to think that I am going to have to prescribe it for you before you do it."

Smiling, she placed a hand lightly on his so that no one else in the room could see unless they came to the table. Most of the crew knew that there was a friendship between the doctor and captain but unfounded rumors would not help his command.

"As a friend though and not a doctor-I am really glad to see you relaxing. This mission is putting alot of pressure on you from the very beginning. I can tell. So, what are your personnal thoughts on the matter?"

 

[Isolde]

Sarina

I brushed the hair away from my face and looked up into his eyes. The memory of the dream was fading but not the sense of loss I had felt at him being torn from me. Was this a vision or just a nightmare? Sometimes personal feelings made detecting the minute differences between them impossible.

I smiled to let him know everything was fine. "It's nothing. Simply the stress of the situation and a lack of sleep combining to give my dreams a nasty twist." Looking at his concerned face, I waived away any more talk about it and said,"I am a big girl, you know. I think I can handle a simple nightmare."

Standing, I go behind the privacy screen and begin to change my clothing. "I think it would be best to get an early start right after breakfast. I feel refreshed enough that I believe I can use a transport spell with no problem. I want to see what all this technology really is and set it aside once and for all. And get back to our normal lives again."

Coming from around the screen, I take his arm and we head for breakfast. I smile as I see that he has ordered my favorite foods. I was very flattered that he remembered what they were. We ate mostly in silence, a bit of a strain in our voices as we tried to chat causually. Both of us were aware of how momentous the task was that we were about to perform.

As soon as breakfast was done, I pushed my plate away and stood. "It is time. I will use the crystal to let the other council members know that we go to the sky ship. That way they can prepare in case something happens to us."

Waiting for Sorkorin to lead the way to his private crystal room, my mind wonders to the fears that plauge me about this whole situations. Fears I must deal with if I am to lead the council to the right choice concerning these outworlders.

 

[Neale]

Jean Luc

The touch of Beverly's hand on Jean Luc's brought a rush of warmth to the Captain's heart. A very private man by nature, he was relieved that Counselor Troi, with her empathic sensitivity, was not nearby. The knowing smirk he got from Guinan, standing unobtrusively at the bar, was bad enough. Still, none of the regular crew could see their small intimacy, and he relaxed a bit, enjoying the moment.

"Ah, Doctor... Beverly, any more perception from you, and I'll have to see about finding another berth for Counselor Troi." He smiled, teasingly. "You're right, of course. I am not over-fond of the Enterprise being sent alone to a position so far from Federation borders with no more information than what we have been given. Still, we are the best possible choice, and I'm confident that, whatever awaits, we will be ready for it."

Guinan came over, to take their order for dinner. They both considered Guinan a dear friend, and neither of them felt the need to break their contact, or to hide anything from her. It would have been a wasted exercise, anyway, as they both knew her to be uncannily perceptive.

Guinan smiled at them both, "So, Captain, Doctor, might I recommend the Tzarnian rhyzo-crab? I was able to lay in a fresh batch at our last stop, on Nektulos 3."

A forceful personality in her own right, Beverly deferred to Jean Luc in few matters not directly related to his command, but allowed him the timeless gentlemanly privilege of ordering for her, "That sounds marvelous, Guinan, thank you. I believe you also were able to get some Earth-stock salad materials? If so, I think we'll start off with a light salad first." Guinan smiled broadly, nodded, and went off to prepare their dinner.

Turning back to Beverly, Jean Luc continued, "And I must confess a bit of concern over our being 'asked' to take on a Starfleet Marine colonel. That would presume a level of military readiness on our part that may be unwarranted at this time. Personally, I think Worf is quite enough military readiness all on his own" and they both chuckled.

A few minutes later, Guinan glided over, leaving their salads. "How's Wesley doing, Beverly?"

 

[indyweasel]

Sorkorin

I sensed that you were trying to his something from me, but that it wasnt important to the great task that we need to accomplish today. i took notice of the fact that you did not even ask me to leave as you changed and got ready for the day.


Breakfast went in a flash as I mulled the step we were about to take regarding this technology. I am startled as you pronounce that you are ready to get going. Why am I dreading this so much? I want to look at their technology.

I take your arm as we walk back to my crystal chamber. "I would like to send a message to Peros to make sure that our guests are being taken care of before we leave, and to make sure that Ransitar is in check." I quickly send my message to Peros and motion for you to go ahead with your business.

"There is something that I have been working on for sometime now.", I tell you, "The ability to communicate with another stone without the use of a stone at my end. It seems to work from here sometimes, and it might make communication with the council a possibility from the ship."

 

[captainb]

Ransitar

The illusionary beast grunted menacingly as Ransitar entered the chamber. Plenty of guards were stationed outside on the grounds and patrolling the air, but this was his private amusement, a little signature to his work. Tatya and Wentya growled at the thing, but he quickly reset the programmed illusion and dragged the hound into the underground chambers. A pass of the hand and a quick word, and the safe room opened to him.

He opened the drawer where the shiny alien brooches were stored and carefully picked one up. He turned it over in his hand, noting the simple elegance of the design. His thumb passed over the front and it suddenly chirped. The hound's four ears pricked up and both heads cocked quizzically. He peered closely at it and held it to his ear, but nothing else seemed to have happened. A quick Detect spell revealed no changes in it or his surroundings. He would have liked to examine it in detail, but not until Sarina had more information for him. He moved to the container holding the weapons. Those he didn't feel like touching. Such things could have booby-traps or be useable only by certain professions. Not for the first time, he wished he were on board the Tesla to find some answers, or was allowed to talk with the prisoners. There was nothing he hated more than waiting for someone else. Despite their different attitudes towards the prisoner's status, he wouldn't mind talking the situation over with someone else on the council. Well, maybe not all of them.

He sat and pulled the blue cube out of a pocket. Botchko the Scribe had offered a good deal on this, the latest thing in recording devices. Much handier than taking notes. He pressed one of the sides and the images from the council meeting appeared before him. He listened to the conversations and arguments again and watched the expressions, then put the cube away. No new insights there.

He slipped the brooch into an inside pocket and closed the drawers. Once he heard the report from the Tesla, maybe he could make more sense out of things. He made sure the room was fully secure as he left; in addition to his usual tricks, nothing could teleport in or out, and no scrying would penetrate the area. He then sat in a chair next to the chamber beast, commanding his pets to lie quietly. He closed his eyes and separated his consciousness, allowing it to rise through the walls and into the rooms above, where he invisibly watched and listened to the uniformed aliens.

[Edited by captainb on 04-27-2001 at 08:45 AM]

 

[Mackdaddy_74]

Will Riker

"Ummm, yes you are right as usual." I say. I move around infront of her and look at one of the files. "What are we looking for?"

 

[Mackdaddy_74]

Tom Paris

As she grinds harder onto me, I reach down and rub on her love bud. "I know B'Elanna, and I love you to."

 

[Mackdaddy_74]

OOC: sorry for my infrequent and short posts, I have been really busy and have a case of the dreaded "block". Don't give up on me, I should be back to my usual self soon.

 

[captainb]

LaForge

Main engineering hummed along quietly. All readings were nominal, even as the Enterprise screamed through space at Warp 8. Lt LaForge saw Data looking at scanner configurations at the master systems display and walked over.

"Data, I'd like to send a modified probe into the Aondari Nebula," said Geordi. "If the Tesla is inside and can't signal out, then the ship's scanner might not be able to penetrate either. But if we take the radiation flux subprobes from a Class IV probe and put them into a reconnaisance probe, then we could scan the nebula for any unusual energy readings and look for traces from the Tesla's trail, plus any Dominion Warp signatures. A Class V reconnaisance probe would give us good information and can return with samples, but it only travels at Warp 2. An alternative would be modifying a Class IX instead. It can go fourteen days at Warp 8. But it's normally just used for an emergency message capsule. I wanted to get this figured out before approaching the captain. What do you think?"

ooc: Thank god, finally a practical use for the TNG Technical Manual!

[Edited by captainb on 04-28-2001 at 09:52 PM]